20 Shower Thoughts

After a while, Frisk unfolded herself and zipped up her coat.

The park was closing down. People were going home, and the fire girl was nowhere to be seen.

Frisk shivered. No wonder it was getting cold. She flexed her fingers. They were numb.

E nyo started talking with her friends. Everyone but her was sweating and exhausted. Huh. She had been there the whole time? She'd been so quiet. Until now atleast. She and Kaz were exchanging challenges for the next time they met up.

"Alright, catch you guys later!" Enyo waved to the group jogging away. "Oookay," she stretched as Frisk stood herself up. "Ready to go?"

With a nod, Frisk stepped into stride with Enyo as they left the park.

"Sorry I kind of freaked out earlier. I didn't mean to take you away from your friends."

"If I was still with a friend, I didn't get taken away," Enyo smirked at her.

"Wow," Frisk grinned a little. "Thanks."

"Look… I know we've just met, but I really do want to be your friend. Worlds a really lonely place, and I know you being new here you haven't got too many. So… uhm… guess… if you need to get something off your chest, I'll be there to listen. Got me?" her voice had grown soft as she'd said the words.

"…I'll keep you in mind, then."

…

Rachel to say the least was not very pleased at the late time which the two strays arrived, but "What should I expect? Go clean yourselves up and you can warm up the food in the fridge."

"Will do," Enyo skipped up the stairs.

"You alright, Frisk?"

"Huh? Oh," Frisk stopped at the stairwell to face Rachel standing in the dining room doorway. "I'm okay." She couldn't help but gulp a little though. Rachel seemed to have noticed. "Its just really different… I'll be fine."

Rachel hesitated, but gave a kind smile. "Don't push yourself too hard."

Half an hour later Enyo and Frisk were eating at the table. Mac and cheese, potatoes, and carrots.

There was a small tv on the counter set to the news station. "As you can see, tomorrow will have a high chance of burying you alive…"

"As usual," Enyo said nonchalantly, standing. "Done?"

Frisk let Enyo take her plate, and Enyo went to the sink to wash them. After the first plate was clean, Enyo said, "You don't have to wait for me. You can go on and do your thing."

"… I don't know what my thing is, to be honest." Frisk mumbled.

"Think about it in the shower."

With a silent nod, Frisk scooted back and meandered into the laundry room- where the showers were next to them. Monsters of all shape and form bustled past her about their business, though there weren't very many. She stepped aside as a tall one walked past her. Some monsters stared, but Frisk could tell they were making an effort to look away.

They'll probably not stop staring for a little while… I better learn to ignore it. Her feet plopped against the wet floor as she approached the stalls. Wet fur curled in small puddles outside. There might have been some scales mixed in.

Two stalls away, a monster about a half foot taller than Frisk walked out wrapping her chocolate brown hair up with a grey towel. Four pink eyes on a wide fox like face looked the humans way, and two of them blinked in surprise. "Hiiii?" the voice almost sounded like a shrill pitched howl, and she awkwardly picked her away over the slick floor to the laundry room. Four long monkey like tails sporting small black spikes followed after her.

Frisk approached a stall, and stopped. She almost smacked her head on the door. What am I doing? I need clothes!

Feeling a little red, she left the room. It took her a moment to get past the traffic of all the other monsters upstairs thundering through the hallways with playful shouts and tackles. Two smallish voices called behind her, and moments later two small hands caught the shirt on her shoulders and some mouse shaped person in a red shirt vaulted over her head like some extreme leap frog game. Another mouse in a blue shirt leapt after them on all fours. They came and went so fast they were barely more than blurs. Did I just get run over by mice?

Making a lunge for her door she threw herself inside and closed it behind her. Somehow, it was a lot quieter now; she could even hear her footsteps.

She hadn't expected much to be in any of the drawers, in fact many of them were empty, but the one closest to her waist was full of clothes. Slack blue pants and a soft pinkish long sleeve looked promising enough. Looked close enough to her size… she hoped. After exploring the drawers a little more, Frisk made her way back downstairs.

There weren't many monsters left in the room… but she was glad it wasn't empty. She swiped a towel from one of the cabinets and picked a stall. If he dares tear the soul from my chest again… the thought made her dizzy with fear so she had to lean on the stall. But why did he do that? He seemed relieved almost after… agh… whatever that was he saw. What does he want? What does he know about me? She puzzled over his next words she remembered. He doesn't like the ghosts or the skeleton in the darkness. He wants me to stay away from them… ha, no arguments here. Wow… he could have really hurt me when he- froze me like that. But he let me go…? He's just like the others, always watching me! She frowned. But I've seen him more than them. … Is he keeping them away?

She gave a long and tired sigh. What drama I get dragged into?

Frisk patted herself dry and slipped into her new clothes, really hoping she wouldn't have to hold them up as she went back upstairs. Thankfully, Rachel's sewing was on point. The clothes were very snug, and also very warm. Rubbing her hair dry, she left the stall feeling warmed and refreshed. Making her way out, she ditched the towel in a basket, but someone stopped her.

"Frisk?"

"Yeah?" it was a badger girl, dragging a mop across the floor.

"Just making sure I knew your name," she said with a grin. "I'm really forgetful sometimes. I didn't get to say hi to you earlier at breakfast."

"Its fine. What's your name?"

"I'm Halle! Hey, did you ever get any lunch? I haven't seen you all day."

"I… guess I didn't. I had dinner though. I was out with Enyo at the park."

The badger rolled her eyes. "Oh boy. She'll wear you out," she laughed.

"Don't I know it. As soon as we got there we ran laps around the park. I almost beat them."

"Them?"

"Some of the others there that race Enyo."

She stared, as though given a true mystery. "How are you alive?"

"Uh… I'm… I was… I wanted to win," Frisk shrugged.

The badger nodded, swishing a long black tail that looked like a giant feather duster. "That's amazing. Well, I can't run very far or fast, but I can walk for a long time. Anyways… I've got to clean this place up before the boys come in. Nice to get to talk to you though!"

"Thanks!" Frisk waved as she left.

"And next time Enyo decides to drag you off again, pack a snack!"